Chapter 57: Three glasses of muddy liquor
I was grounded in the Yilan Hall like this.
The Yilan Palace became a dead and silent cold palace, and Yunxi was transferred to serve in front of the palace. The palace people are all rudder when they see the wind, worship the high and step on the low, and no one dares to come to serve me as a palace concubine who is guilty, except for Qinglan who Chen Ji placed beside me. If King An Cheng were still here, he might still be able to think of a way to save me, but now that he is out on the expedition, he has no way of knowing what happened to me, and I have no one to count on.
The food sent by the palace people became more and more coarse, and later only some rotten and moldy food was delivered, the tea was broken, the charcoal fire was also broken, and my hands and feet were almost frozen every day, and I was cold, hungry and thirsty, and I had to endure all kinds of harsh treatment.
Today, as usual, I was delivered a cold, hard and moldy meal, which was so hard that it hurt my throat. I had no choice but to smash the ice floes in a large tank in the courtyard, scoop a bowl of water into the teapot, pick up some dried bark, cut the ice chips into a convex lens with a knife, focus the bark through the sunlight to make a fire, boil the water, and then use the hot water to soak the rice, soak it softly, and then reluctantly eat the rice.
Qinglan looked distressed, and said: "The slave has already released the carrier pigeon outside the palace, someone will pass the letter to the prince for us, and the prince will definitely come back to save the mother." β
I smiled wryly, "Even if he receives the letter, he won't come back for the sake of me, a little girl." Even if he wants to come back, the war is tight, and he can't come back if he wants to. β
I slowly swallowed the food, and the corner of my eye suddenly keenly caught the corner of a bright yellow skirt, I put down the dishes and chopsticks, and looked up at the person in front of me, my eyebrows were cold, "I thought Your Majesty would never set foot here again." β
There was a hint of haggard in Chen Qian's complexion, and he sighed coldly, "If I could, I would never want to see your face again." β
Chen Qian's eyes caught the half bowl of cold rice on the ground, frowned, and then sneered: "You can bear it." β
I lazily swept over his face and said, "What is Your Majesty doing here?" β
"Why, why don't you want to give me a baby? How can you be so ruthless and kill our children. Chen Qian's voice was low and angry, cold and desolate.
He still has the face to ask me why, he wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that I would give birth to a child for a bully me, right? It's ridiculous!
Chen Qian's smoke eyes were full of undisguised anger and hatred, and he approached me step by step, "I indulge you in everything and accommodate you in everything." I thought that as long as I was kind to you and did everything possible to please you, one day I would warm your heart. I can even tolerate other men in your heart, but I was wrong. You are a cold and hard stone, no matter what I do, you will not appreciate it, you have no heart at all. β
Could it be that he thinks that after he abused me, he would be warm to me and give me a small favor, and I would fall in love with him? Unless my head is caught in the door, I will go crazy and fall in love with someone who abuses me, but my brain is normal, and I don't have masochistic quirks.
I smiled indifferently: "I admit that I killed the child, and as for blaming Yan Shuyuan, it's because she deserves to die." There is one more thing I want to tell you, that bamboo flute was only given to me by Yuwen Yong to lure and use me, and it doesn't mean anything, there is nothing between me and him. At the beginning, I confessed your speculative relationship between me and Yu Wenyong in order to survive, and between me and Yu Wenyong, there is no love, only resentment! Therefore, that letter was never written by me, it was designed to frame me, and if Your Majesty is smart enough, it should not be difficult to think that this is a bureau, a bureau that wants to put me to death! β
Chen Qian's face was first shocked, then mocking, he sneered: "Do you think I will still believe your words, you have been deceiving me all along, pretending to be obedient, hypocritical, and lying repeatedly. There is never a word of truth in your mouth, and I will not believe you anymore! β
I raised my chin and said solemnly: "This is the case, if Your Majesty does not believe it, you can send someone to investigate." β
Chen Qian hesitated for a moment, then snorted coldly and left with his sleeves.
I never got any news about Chen Ji until the winter snow melted and the pear blossoms bloomed, and I had been imprisoned for more than three months.
It was nearly May, and the pear blossoms in the courtyard were faintly defeated, and when I was sitting alone under the pear blossom tree counting the fallen pear petals, Qinglan picked up a note thrown in from outside the courtyard.
Spread out the note and read it carefully: What happened to you, you have already learned. Do your best to rescue you, remember not to be dry, and wait for good news.
Qinglan was pleasantly surprised: "It's the handwriting of the prince." Mother, the prince has come back to save us, and he is trying to save us out! β
According to the news that Qinglan inquired from the guards guarding the door, King An Cheng happened to return to the court today. A few months ago, Chen Ji asked the emperor for instructions to return to the court, but although the army won a great victory in Dongyang and captured Dongyang County, the rebels fled to Taozhiling, and could not be completely annihilated for a long time. The war did not stop, and the emperor did not allow Chen Ji to return to the court, but Chen Ji did not give up, and many letters said that he missed his wife and children at home, and he was eager to return to his heart. After several times, the emperor was also moved by his deep affection, and with Hou Andu sitting in the rear of the army, the emperor fulfilled his wish and allowed him to return to the court.
Chen Ji came back in such a hurry, is it really for me? The weight I have in his heart is no longer just a chess piece. Rather, as a friend who fought alongside him?
The sky is wide and the clouds are accumulating, the twilight is heavy, and the pear blossom snow sea under the floating light and clouds is prosperous to the extreme. The warm and gentle wind blows, invisibly like a hand brushing the beautiful pear cloud fragrant snow of the tree. In the rain of flowers, a light and elegant green shadow came, and the flying flowers were all over the body, and even the green skirt was also stained with pear fragrance.
I stood on the high stone steps, looking at Wan Zhaoyi who walked slowly, her eyes were looking forward to it, her skin was brighter than snow, and her graceful figure was reflected by the pear blossom snow.
The hidden Zhou Guo's fine works in the palace were all designed by Chen Qian to be removed, but she was able to escape unharmed and not be discovered, this person should not be underestimated.
I didn't focus too much on Qin Wanxi, but said quietly like a pool of autumn water: "I heard that Your Majesty has already planned to put me to death, why is this decree delayed?" β
Qin Wanxi raised her eyebrows and said with a slight surprise: "You are grounded in the Yilan Palace, how can you know the news from the outside?" β
With a faint smile like frost, I said, "No way, people outside are trying to let me know that I can't accept their kindness!" β
"You really don't know why Your Majesty has delayed the order?"
"I don't know." A neat answer.
"He doesn't want and doesn't want you to die." When I said this, I saw the inexplicable heartache in Qin Wanxi's eyes.
"Huh!" As if I had heard some big joke, I sneered, "If he doesn't want me to die, why should he make a decree, what is he doing by procrastinating for time like this, does he not want me to die so happily, and wants me to live in peace in fear of waiting for death!" β
"He didn't think so, Your Majesty, he really likes you." Qin Wanxi seemed to be anxious, and seemed to be heartbroken.
"Do you really like it?" The corners of my eyebrows raised scornfully, "He doesn't really like any concubine, just like a kitten and a puppy, play when he is happy, throw it away when he is unhappy, live if he wants to live, and die if he wants to die, this is the emperor's true heart." β
Qin Wanxi looked at me in a daze, as if she didn't know what to say, and only stirred Supa with her slender hand, "He is different from you." β
The corners of my lips curled slightly, and my smile was as ethereal as a wisp of water, "Of course it's different, he sees me as an enemy." β
"You don't care about Your Majesty at all?" Qin Wanxi asked and looked at me, as if she was exploring something.
Could it be that she still thought that I would fall in love with Chen Qian like her, and fall into Chen Qian's warmth and sweetness and never extricate myself. Expect from him, be sad for him, suffer for him?
I looked at Qin Wanxi with a sad and pitiful gaze, and the words I spit out were like cool autumn rain, "Some people will hurt the people they love, some people will fall in love with the people they hurt, and there is another kind of people who will fall in love with the people who hurt themselves." You are the second and the third, but I will never be you, because it is too abnormal to fall in love with the person you hurt or the person who hurt you. "Don't blame me for being unpleasant, it's true, and it's a reminder.
"Do you hate Your Majesty?" Qin Wanxi's eyes were bitter, but she stood as quiet as autumn leaves.
A sharp smile broke out of my lips, "He gave me a lifetime of humiliation, what do you say?" β
"Do you feel humiliated by being with me?" A familiar voice came with an overwhelming anger.
The bright yellow figure suddenly appeared, and the gold-embroidered five-clawed flying dragon on the robe soared into the clouds, and the five-clawed golden light was dazzling, with a fierce momentum.
I was tired for a moment, this man, domineering and selfish, proud and conceited. He thought that there was nothing he couldn't get, that he could control me, but he was sinking in the sand again and again. Pride, as he should understand now, not everyone can be controlled by him.
I didn't look at Chen Qian, I just reached out to catch the pear petals all over the sky, held them in the palm of my hand and played carefully, as if there was no Chen Qian in front of me.
Chen Qian's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and his face was covered with frost and snow, and the cold was terrifying. Finally, he almost gritted his teeth word by word and said: "Shurong Xiao's family, plotting against the Zhou State, fornicating with Zhou Guo, his crime should be punished." Give the donkey wine, die! β
I was shocked in my heart, Chen Qian didn't execute me after delaying for so long, could it be that he was going to take my life today, what should I do?
I lowered my head and thought about it, but I didn't care about looking at Chen Qian's face at all. Chen Qian laughed angrily, waved his sleeves, and the meteor left.
Two chamberlains walked over, holding a brown and yellow wooden plate, holding a bean green glazed wine jug, poured a glass of wine, and said with a solemn face: "Niangniang, it's time to go on the road." "An irresistible tone.
No, I must not just die, otherwise what am I for, for so long, of forbearance, humiliation, and struggle between morning and dusk? Isn't it just to survive? If I die like this, then all my efforts to forbear will be in vain!
Exegesis:
(1) The title comes from Tang Yin (Tang Bohu) "Drunken Poems" in the Ming Dynasty "Three Cups of Muddy Liquor"